“Why did you stop me?” I asked“Because I want Chris to enjoy his chocolate too!” she said as she pushed another piece of chocolate into her cu...t and again jumped down and sucked her husband’s cock for a few minutes while the chocolate melted.Now it was my turn to watch but this time she didn’t get back on the bar, instead telling Chris to get on the floor and straddling his face, presenting me with a close up view of her chocolate smeared wide open cunt being licked by Chris while she sucked. And a confused look. "Could you tell me where Monica is?" Then he read the badge. "Hey, that's Monica's badge! Why are you wearing it? You're not Monica!" "Very observant of you, young man. My name is Sean. It is true, not Monica, but I am standing in for her for a little bit. She'll be back shortly. May I help you in the meantime?" Not at all mollified by Sean's words, the young man carried on. "I want to... I want to see Monica. I need to talk to her." "Hmmmmm." Sean stroked his chin. A. "Rebellious." "Intelligent." Creative." "Hedonistic." When he had finished adjusting the lastslider, he reached for the doorknob and, with an immense feeling ofsatisfaction, opened the door.Where had Leslie gone?The room Reggie found himself in was small, with a manequin standing inthe middle. The manequin was extremely lifelike, and looked exactlylike the girl he had designed in the last room. She had a big smile onher face and seemed to be dancing wildly. She was also completelynaked. There. I couldn't stop cumming, the previous climax was just the calm before the storm, as I shot gallon after gallon of sperm straight into her unprotected womb. By now her stomach nearly touched the floor, and her face was a mask of bliss as she had thoughts of baring my centaur children. Neither of was worried that she may die, but I could feel her concern as I just continued coming even after four minutes, and the fact that her belly button now poked from her and was pressing against the cum.